Chapter 62: Blackie from Osaka
That happened shortly after Conan became smaller.
That day, Yuya came to Maori's office as usual, intending to see if anything happened around Conan so as to get reward points, and by the way, collect some of Conan's black history.
Of course, the main purpose is the bonus points, eh.
As soon as I entered the door, I heard a man with a strange accent shouting inside: "Hurry up and call Kudo Shinichi out!"
Why does this Kansai accent give me an inexplicable sense of déjà vu?
Thinking of this, Youya knocked on the door and walked in. At first glance, he saw a young man wearing a hat, revealing dark skin.
Yuya blurted out: "Ah, Osaka black chicken?"
"Ah?" A cross appeared on Hattori Heiji's forehead, and he looked angrily at this familiar-looking person who suddenly appeared.
Although I don’t understand what Osaka Black Chicken means yet, but Osaka, Black, isn’t it obviously referring to him?
What Hattori Heiji hates most in his life is being told that he is evil!
The reason is that every time a case is solved and reported in the newspaper, other detectives can strike a cool pose and have their pictures published.
But! Only! Him! Hattori! Heiji!
Because of the skin color! If a newspaper uses a little more ink, people can't see him, and can only see the white teeth showing because of the smile.
He had heard people discussing several times why the newspaper published a picture of a black man instead of a proper picture of the detective who solved the case.
This resulted in Hattori Heiji having solved many cases, but not many people could recognize him, and sometimes he had to tell his name before others knew who he was.
——Some people even suspected that he was an imposter, because this person happened to have never seen Hattori Heiji's appearance in the newspaper, and had only seen a picture of a black mass.
Hattori Heiji was furious. Why? Why couldn't the photos in the newspaper be in color? Black and white would be useless no matter how handsome he posed!
So when I heard Yuya blurt out Osaka and Kuro, I exploded on the spot.
Hattori Heiji's face turned red with anger, but it only looked darker under his skin color. He asked Yuya in shame and anger: "Who are you?"
"Um, my name is Kamiya Yuya." Yuya introduced himself.
He knew something was wrong as soon as he said it. Although Osaka Black Chicken is a nickname given to him by netizens, it may not be so nice in his opinion, and because of the language difference, he may not get the point.
But there's nothing we can do about it, because in the entire science world, the only one who is more evil than Hattori Heiji is Hei? (When Hattori Heiji first appeared, he was actually really evil, but later he was gradually "whitened", so this is a little exaggerated hahaha)
But Hattori Heiji came over, which means Conan is about to grow big for the first time? What did he drink, it seemed to be Laobaigan? Yuya's eyes fell on Hattori Heiji's backpack.
"Kamiya Yuya?" Hattori Heiji was stunned for a moment, then asked to confirm, "Are you the high school detective who has become famous in Tokyo recently?"
Yuya scratched his cheek and pretended to be embarrassed: "I think so..."
"I see," Hattori Heiji stroked his chin and shook his head regretfully, "It's a pity that I came here to find Kudo Shinichi this time, so the outcome between us will be left for next time."
Win or lose? Yuya was stunned for a moment, and immediately remembered that this was the first time that Hattori Heiji and Conan, the good friends, met, and their first official "duel", which also represented the beginning of the budding of their love...
Hattori Heiji later learned Conan's true identity, but this was obviously not a good time to tell him, and it would be more interesting to let him discover it himself.
Yuya shrugged and said, "But it's a pity that I don't know where Kudo Shinichi is now. You may not be able to find him."
Hattori Heiji didn't believe it: "Kudo Shinichi is not here?"
Yuya nodded.
There was a sudden sneezing sound at the door, followed by a head pushing the door open.
When Ran Mouri looked over, she saw Conan, who looked sick and had a runny nose. She immediately cried out, ran over, squatted down, and rubbed Conan's head and wiped his nose, just like Ran's mother.
While wiping, he complained: "Really? Is this the flu? Why are Conan and Shinichi both catching a cold?"
After hearing this, Hattori Heiji immediately noticed the bright spot: "Kudo Shinichi has a cold? Didn't you say you didn't know where he was? How do you know he has a cold?"
Mao Lilan explained: "Because he calls occasionally. He just called me. I heard his nasal voice and guessed that he had a cold."
"I see," Hattori Heiji said to himself, stroking his chin, "It seems that you are Kudo Shinichi's woman, and this is true!"
The sound was not loud, but everyone present heard it.
Yuuya glanced at Conan with interest.
Mao Lilan and Conan blushed at the same time and loudly questioned Hattori Heiji: "What woman? Who told you that?"
"Ah? What's wrong? What's wrong?" Kogoro Mouri was awakened by the shouting. He looked around in confusion, but unfortunately no one paid attention to him.
Hattori Heiji was a little confused by their reactions: "Of course it's your good friend Suzuki Sonoko. She said that Kudo Shinichi hasn't been to school, so you must have hidden him, right?" Since my best friend said so, it must be true, right?
Mouri Ran and Conan turned their heads away angrily: That gossipy girl Sonoko is spreading rumors everywhere again!
"So, tell me what that Kudo guy said on the phone." Hattori Heiji urged, maybe he could deduce his whereabouts from it.
Mao Lilan was in a bad mood, and answered with empty eyes: "Nothing, just talking about the mystery novel he read recently, asking about what happened in school and between classmates, etc."
Anyway, there is nothing private to talk about, so there is no pressure for Mao Lilan to speak out.
Hattori Heiji's eyes suddenly became sharp: "That's all? What about you?"
Mao Lilan was stunned, and then she felt sad after thinking about it: "Come to think of it, Shinichi always only talked about his own affairs and never asked about my situation."
Yuya lowered his eyes and kicked Conan, whispering in his ear, "What's wrong with you? Why don't you care about Xiaolan?"
Because Neon pays more attention to privacy and Yuya is not the gossipy type, he would not ask what Conan said to Mouri Ran on the phone, after all, it is a topic between the couple.
But I didn't expect Conan to have such a low EQ. He had obviously been trained before and was not so straight. Did his EQ also disappear after he became smaller?
Conan was a little confused. He didn't know if he really didn't understand or because of his cold. His stuffy nose also made his voice a little muffled. "I'm with Xiaolan every day. I know her situation. What's there to ask?"
Yuya was so disappointed with Conan that he rubbed his head desperately and cursed him in a low voice: "Are you stupid? Does Xiaolan know that you are Shinichi? Look how sad Xiaolan is."
Conan was stunned for a moment. He looked at Mouri Ran and found that she was indeed depressed with her head hanging. He was not really stupid. After being reminded of this, he immediately realized his negligence.
Yuya rubbed Conan's head vigorously and reminded him: "Don't just make up stories when you call next time. You should care about her, okay? No, after you get through the phone, the first thing you should ask her is if she is doing well."
Oh, it really is true. As an old father, I am really worried about your relationship!
"Got it." Conan nodded and thought secretly in his heart.
Hattori Heiji's eyes were sharp. He ran over quickly, opened the window and looked around.
Mao Lilan was confused by him: "What are you doing?"
Hattori Heiji was looking for something while explaining without turning his head: "Don't you find it strange? Generally, when you call someone you don't see often, you will more or less ask about the other person's situation to show your concern, right?"
"But Kudo didn't ask a single question. Doesn't that mean he's been secretly observing you? He knows your situation very well, so he didn't think it was necessary to ask."
"I guess he must be nearby!"
Conan was shocked. What's wrong with this guy? Except for not knowing that Kudo Shinichi has turned into a child, everything else he said is correct, okay?
Shinichi... is secretly observing me? Mao Lilan suddenly felt her heart beating faster. It turns out that he doesn't care about me?
Hattori Heiji didn't know that he had inadvertently done a great thing.
Mao Lilan couldn't help but wonder how the dark-skinned boy in front of her knew all this, and couldn't help but ask: "Who are you? Why do you know so much?"
Hattori Heiji was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that he had not introduced himself, so he lifted his hat to reveal a dark face: "Sorry I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Hattori Heiji, I came from Osaka. Like Kudo Shinichi, I am a high school detective."
"Detective?" Maori and his daughter were a little surprised. What was a detective doing in a detective agency? To mess things up?
Conan showed an expression of "I see". If he was a detective, it would not be surprising that he could deduce those things just now.
"Ha!" Conan felt his nose was itchy and he couldn't help but sneeze.
Yuya moved to the side in disgust. Conan almost snorted on him.
"Kid, do you have a cold? I happened to bring a very useful medicine with me." Hattori Heiji put down his backpack and took out a bottle of "medicine" wrapped in paper.
He poured a cup and handed it to Conan, who thanked him quietly.
Yuya glanced at the cup and laughed in his heart. He remembered that the so-called medicine was actually Laobaigan. He wondered how much Conan could drink. At the same time, he was a little nervous. It shouldn't suddenly get bigger here, right?
When Maori Kogoro heard Hattori Heiji's name, he showed a thoughtful expression: "Come to think of it, I seem to have heard that there is also a very famous high school detective in Kansai. Could it be you?"
Hattori Heiji smiled proudly: "Yes, Hattori from Kansai and Kudo from Kanto, people often compare us like this, but..." He glanced at Yuya, "It seems that there is no news about Kudo recently. I think the title of Kanto will be taken away by this guy soon."
Yuya kept staring at Conan, wanting to see him drink, and didn't hear what Hattori Heiji said.
Conan sniffed the medicine in the cup, but his cold had lost his sense of smell and he couldn't smell anything. He thought that this kind of liquid medicine was very bitter and he had to drink it all in one breath, so he swallowed it in one gulp.
Yuya's eyes widened. What a good alcohol tolerance Conan has! Lao Baigan has at least 38 degrees of alcohol. You drink it in one gulp?
"Um, cough, cough!" As expected, Conan started coughing violently as soon as he drank it. What kind of medicine is this? Why is it so... strong?
Mao Lilan hurried over and patted Conan on the back, and asked with concern: "Conan, what's wrong with you? Is your cold getting worse?"
"Sister Xiaolan~~~" Conan shouted with a red face and a drunken look, while leaning into Mouri Ran's arms.
You couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. Are you really drunk or just pretending to be drunk? He secretly took out the camera that had been muted in advance and started taking pictures.
Mao Lilan frowned. Why does this look so much like her father when he is drunk? She couldn't help but turn around and ask Hattori Heiji: "What did you give Conan to drink?"
Hattori Heiji smiled and removed the paper from the bottle, saying, "Lao Baigan, a kind of liquor produced in an ancient country. It is said that drinking this has miraculous effects when you have a cold."
Mao Lilan looked at the staggering Conan and was speechless: "How can this be a miraculous effect? Isn't he completely drunk? And how can you give alcohol to a child!"
Youye smiled secretly with his eyes half closed. He drank a glass of 38-proof liquor in one gulp. How could he not be drunk?
Hattori Heiji put the white liquor on the table nonchalantly: "Anyway, I'll bother you here for a while until I find Kudo."
Mao Lilan hugged Conan distressedly and complained: "Really, don't act on your own! Conan, how are you?"
Conan was a little drunk and fell on Ran Mouri's chest.
Yuya took several photos in a row.
At this moment, a dissatisfied voice sounded at the door: "I say, is this how you run your detective agency? I rang the doorbell for a long time and thought no one was there."
"Sorry, sorry." Seeing the suspected client coming to the door, Maori Kogoro immediately greeted him with a smile, "What can I do for you, madam?"
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